Night and death

Night and death

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Red such a pretty color. How can such a bright beautiful color that is painted on a red rose become so toxic and disgusting looking like a rotten corpse. "Why are you doing this to us!" I yell as I see only red a color that I used to love so much has now been painted across the bodies of my once so called friends that have now become nothing but empty sacks of bodies with no emotion. "Us? Oh no" The sound of the wooden floor that is so old makes the sounds creak creakk As if it's mocking me of the time that is running out as he gets closer with each step "No. No. No This is just about you" "This is all because of you" "This all happened because of YOU"
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